The back of the moon is for all friends who are planning to immigrate
(Long-form series, be careful when entering into big pits) For more than a month, I have always wanted to write something, especially since I have witnessed the Australian media repeatedly spreading rumors and slandering China, while domestic elites also wishfully talk about the Western world.
In good times, I would like to summarize my experience of immigration life in the past three years. I know that many brothers who have gone abroad or are seeking to go abroad may not be willing to read it, but leaving these words can at least keep me awake.
The Australia I saw before going abroad was as beautiful as the full moon above my head, mysterious, bright and distant.
In the past three years, I have witnessed the back side of the moon and know how cold and dark it is
Why did you leave? - We are birds without a nest. When I was in college, the most touching movie was "Forrest Gump". I saw Jenny pulling Forrest Gump and kneeling in the crop field, praying to God, asking the Almighty Lord to take her away.
Turn into a bird and fly as far as possible. The background is his rude father and the dilapidated wooden house. He feels the same and sheds tears.
As a person who was born in a remote area in the 1970s and whose childhood poverty can never be erased from his memory, my fate is to escape. I don’t know how many people have the same experience as me, but all my high school classmates are lucky enough to pass.
The admission rate is 1:7. Two-thirds of those who were admitted to university left the province. Those who came from cities below the county level all chose Beijing, Shanghai and other limited domestic large cities when they graduated. 2000 AD
In the summer, I went back to my hometown of Chifeng and met a classmate who had returned to the local area after graduation. He had been laid off and was worrying about his livelihood and the cost of his child's kindergarten class. A person under thirty years old looked like he was already in his forties at a class reunion.
At that time, everyone unanimously mentioned the advice of the head teacher in high school, "If you can get into college, you must take the exam from another province, take the key points, and never come back!"
"The further you go, the better, and never come back!" This is not a curse, but a blessing from the heart. Carrying this blessing, I was admitted to a university in Nanjing in 1991. I was inexplicably excited. At the same time, an alumnus of a liberal arts class took the exam.
After entering Sun Yat-sen University in Guangzhou, his family held a banquet
The further you go, the better, because you will only be poor if you stay in your hometown. Behind this is a shocking number. The annual output value of a city in Inner Mongolia is not as good as that of a county in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. In the 1990s, the national investment in a city in Inner Mongolia was not enough to build a city in Beijing.
The living allowance of a Xizhimen Bridge for laid-off workers in Beijing exceeds the income of employed workers in small counties in Inner Mongolia
I left, ignorant, and flew away with the blessings of my elders. After finishing college in Nanjing, I experienced the prosperity of the outside world for the first time. After graduation, I came to Beijing and found that Beijing was bigger than Nanjing and life was more stable.
The outside world is always better than my hometown. My life experience in China made me and many of my peers firmly believe in this law. When I was in my senior year, some people began to take the GRE and TOEFL exams, seeking to go further afield.
"I want to go to the United States! I will never come back in this life!" said a classmate from Xinjiang. His parents went to Xinjiang in the 1960s to support national construction. His father died in that shocking catastrophe, and his mother was an employee of a state-owned farm.
Immediately facing internal withdrawal
"No matter where you go!" said a senior who was twelve years older than me and worked in Shougang. In order to immigrate, he visited almost all the embassies in Beijing, from the United Kingdom to India, and even a small country in Africa that was plagued by wars.
The outside world is always bright and beautiful. Life experience and lengthy descriptions of overseas travelers in newspapers and magazines have jointly created a paradise-like world with no fraud, no power abuse, good social welfare, and interpersonal relationships.
Always polite...
A friend who went to live in Australia for three weeks came back and determined to immigrate from then on. "Even if I die, I will die under the Australian sun!" Her vows sounded chilling.
A female master's degree from a certain university made friends through the Internet and married a foreigner as she wished. The whole department was in an uproar. The next day, most of the girls became members of the dating website and flocked to it.
The above is not a joke, it is all facts that I have heard with my own eyes or ears.
We are like a group of tireless birds that just want to fly to the distance. Although we are nostalgic for the nest we left behind, we never dare to look back.
